What makes it worse that you feel the need to brag about it like you're balling out of control or something. I could drop $200 on a dinner too..I'll be god damned before I actually do it though.

That's just me.

HAHAHA KATT HAD A BAD NIGHT. . HAHA WHAT, YALL COULDNT Get A TABLE AT RED LOBSTER LAST NIGHT

We didn't even attempt to go out to dinner last night. He had a network change at midnight so we came home from work, I made him some Italian beef sandwiches (one of his faves) for dinner, and he went to handle his prepwork for the change while I read the rugrat her new story. Put her to bed and then passed out on the couch watching The First 48.

We're grown, we love each other, and it was a work night...not that serious.

Yeah man we had a blast I cooked we made love on rose petals had chocolate covered strawberries and champaign then we chilled and talked outside by the fire pit and exchanged gifts I received the most immaculate head to date sheesh

Here comes that fuck shit on returning into the house I tripped and stumbled over my sons bike and blocks this shit hurt but I was to macho to display any emotion you know the type of pain you'd cry if no one was around so now I'm limping around